"Unsaid Words - Happy Ending...

 It was about 12 years ago when I saw her for the first time at a grocery store where I used to work as a cashier. She was wearing a blue shirt and white pants. She entered my shop with two friends who were whispering and laughing at something I didn't know. However, she didn't seem to be joining them in their humorous conversation, and she looked different from any girl I had ever seen or known. As she came inside the shop, she tried to look around for what she wanted to buy, and I was stunned, staring at her shiny face, feeling like drowning in her deep, silent eyes. Suddenly, she turned to the counter, and I started thinking about what she would ask me for and how she would start speaking. "Ummm, actually, I was looking for a perfume, lipstick, cosmetic...?" As she was coming towards me, I also started planning how I would talk to her and where I should start from, by saying "Hello!" "Hi," or "How are you doing today?" My whole body was shrieking, and I felt my tongue getting dry, thinking I wouldn't be able to see her face at all, so how would I assist her with whatever she came to my shop? However, I was a sharp seller and talked like a wording machine, never stopping bargaining until my customers were satisfied. But this time, I was so nervous and considered myself a new guy at the shop. Thousands of desires, plans, and ideas were coming across my mind, and I was hearing a huge cheer inside my mind. As she stopped right in front of my counter, everything seemed to stop, and there was total silence everywhere. The sight was like a movie, and I was the shy hero seeing the most beautiful girl so closely and clearly. "Do you have a...?" she wanted to ask for something but didn't as she found me not in my senses because I was staring at her like a hungry poor man stares at a sweet shop, yes, I was staring at her like that, with my mouth open and eyes frozen. "HelloO0," she waved her hand to get me out of the dream world I was creating around me. She thought I was dreaming about something and wasn't listening to her, but she didn't know I was crushing on her. "Are you alright?" she inquired. "Oh yeah! I am... ohh! sorry... yes... what... so... You want to buy a cool handbag, huh? I will show you a pretty much latest variety with fair prices, and that handbag will be unique, unlike any you have ever bought. I assure you. I really... Hey! Hey! I didn't ask for a handbag, did I?" she interrupted me, putting her smooth, shiny, and beautiful hand onto her soft, juicy lips and smiled silently. "Oh! I'm sorry. I thought you were about to buy a handbag," I said quietly. "Actually, I would like to have a lipstick with strawberry flavor," she finally asked. "Oh yes, yes, that's what I was thinking about," I uttered unconsciously. "Sorry, what were you thinking about?" she looked suspicious. "No, no, I mean, ummm, actually, I noticed you were looking at some lipstick outlet banner, so I thought you are..." I tried to offend. "Ah! It's okay. Well, so can I have that lipstick now?" she asked. "Yes, of course. Just give me a moment while I get your favorite lipstick with strawberry flavor," I replied. I was totally freaked out and forgot where the lipstick box was, so I asked my shop owner for the box, and Muhammad Farooq Butt Continue writing I felt embarrassed and foolish for chasing after her like that. I knew I had to say something to her to explain my actions. So I turned around and faced her. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you," I said, trying to catch my breath. "It's okay," she replied, a hint of amusement in her voice. "I just wanted to talk to you. I know this might sound strange, but I couldn't help but notice you when you came into my shop. There was something about you that caught my eye, and I couldn't stop thinking about you." She looked at me with surprise, and I wondered if I had said too much too soon. But then, she smiled, and my heart skipped a beat. "I'm flattered," she said. "But I don't even know your name." I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment. "I'm sorry, I'm being rude. My name is James." "Nice to meet you, James. I'm Emily." We stood there for a moment, looking at each other, and I felt like time had stopped. I knew I had to make a move, or I would regret it forever. "Emily, would you like to go out with me sometime?" I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. She smiled again, and I felt like the luckiest man in the world. "I would love to," she said. From that moment on, Emily and I started dating, and it was the happiest time of my life. We went out to movies, dinners, and walks in the park. We talked for hours about everything and nothing. It was like we had known each other forever. But there was one thing I had never told Emily. I was still shy around her, and I had a hard time expressing my feelings to her. There were so many things I wanted to say to her, but I just couldn't find the words. One day, I decided to write her a letter. I poured my heart out on paper, telling her how much she meant to me, and how grateful I was to have her in my life. I told her all the things I had been too shy to say to her face. When she read the letter, she had tears in her eyes, and she hugged me tightly. "I had no idea you felt this way," she said. "I love you too, James." From that day on, I made a promise to myself that I would never hold back my feelings from Emily again. I would always tell her how much I loved her and how much she meant to me. And she did the same for me. We were together for many years, and we never forgot the moment we first met. It was the moment that changed our lives forever, and we knew we would always be grateful for the unsaid words that led us to each other. Muhammad Farooq Butt Continue writing I was confused and didn't know what to say. I just stood there, feeling like a fool. She broke the silence by asking me, "Why were you following me?" I stuttered and stumbled over my words, trying to explain that I just wanted to talk to her. She seemed hesitant at first, but eventually, she agreed to walk with me and talk. As we walked, I told her everything that I had been feeling since the day I first saw her. I told her how I had been too shy to talk to her in the shop and how I regretted not saying anything. She listened patiently and even smiled at some of my nervous jokes. Finally, we reached her house, and I knew that it was time to say goodbye. I asked her if I could see her again, and she agreed. We exchanged numbers, and I left feeling like the luckiest guy in the world. Over the next few weeks, we talked and texted every day. We went on dates, and I got to know her better. I learned that she was just as shy as I was and that she had noticed me in the shop too. Eventually, I found the courage to tell her how I felt, and to my surprise, she felt the same way. We started dating officially, and everything felt perfect. It's been 12 years since that day in the shop, and we're still together. We're happily married now and have two beautiful children. Looking back, I realize that if I hadn't overcome my shyness and chased after her that day, I might never have found the love of my life. Sometimes, all it takes is a little courage to chase after what you want.

Who knows what could happen if you don't?